Now through some drain obscene creeps dark and still,
To sweep the waste of luxury away.
Mary Julia Young, a relative of the poet Edward Young, lived in London and
supported herself by writing poems, plays, novels, and translations. Her play,
the Family Party: a Comic Piece, in Two Acts, appeared anonymously in 1789;
and in 1791, she published a survey of the London stage, Genius and Fancy;
or, Dramatic Sketches. Her long narrative poem Adelaide and Antonine; or, the
Emigrants, A Tale came out in 1793, followed by Poems (1798) and several
novels, including the East Indian, or Clifford Priory (1799) and Donalda, or The
Witches of Glenshiel (1805). Her memoir of the actress Anna Maria Crouch,
accompanied by a theater history, was published in 1806.
Hail, gentle spirits, who with magic wing,
Chase the dark clouds of sullen night away,
And from her murky cave my freed soul bring,
To revel in the radiant beams of day.
What are you, say? or earthly, or divine?
Who thus can cheer the pause of dull repose;
With chemic art the dross of sleep refine,
And beauteous scenes to curtained eyes disclose?
What are you! who subduing time and space,
To bless these moments can my Love restore?
I hear his voice, behold his form, his face,
And grateful own your power can give no more.
Hail, gentle spirits! to whose guardian care,
I owe such bliss, yet know not what you are!
Awakened by the radiant beams of morn,
My drowsy soul shakes off oblivious sleep;
Hope's gay delusive smiles the day adorn,
And, charmed awhile, my eyes forget to weep:
But, ah! how transient her enliv'ning power!
Soon disappointment glooms the wished for hour,